Chapter 1- And We're Back With This Again.

Lance was shook awake by at least 7 people.

" Why meeee?" Lance McClain mumbled, still half asleep. " Can't a 17 year old teen get some actual sleeeeep?"

" Nope!" Five voices rang out. Lance sat up and opened his eyes groggily.

" Okay, roll call." Lance said. " Pidge Holt."

" Present!" a short 13 year old perked up, green eyes magnified by thier huge glasses. Thier short gold-caramel colored hair stuck out in multiple ways, in a funny matter.

" Matt Holt."

" Also present." Pidge's older brother held a hand up. His hair was more tamed, but otherwise he and Pidge looks quite the same.

" Hunk Garrett."

" Over here, buddy." Hunk, Lance's bestie, smiled at him.

" Juliah McClain."

" We get Presents?" Lance's little sister asked, confused.

" Um, no. Ali McClain?"

" Yup." Ali, Lance's older sister smirked.

" And, Rover and Quiznak."

Two dogs barked in response, Rover, a small grey yorkie with greenish blue eyes that followed Pidge everywhere, and Quiznak, Lance's golden and white pitsky ( see: pitbull husky ) with the most blue-est eyes to match Lance's.

Okay, so Lance knew it was 5 people and 2 dogs, but still.

" Good, everyone's here. Now, Lance, HURRY!" Pidge screamed. " Shiro wants the team at the studio, ASAP. Juli and Ali came so good morning. Now, GO GO GOOOO!"

Lance scrambled out of bed and was dressed, clean, and ( at least he thought so ) good looking within 40 minutes. Hunk drove Lance, Pidge, Matt, and the dogs to the Altea Studio, thier normal hangout.

Lance wore a black long sleeve thermal, white shorts, and black cat socks. Lance personally liked his outfit, but Pidge argued with him about it the whole drive.

" Lance, you cat just wear cat socks! With shorts, especially!" Pidge guestured wildly. " In public! It makes you look too gay!"

Lance snorted. " Bi. And who gives a damn? Not me, for sure." He shrugged.

" You do you, Lance." Hunk chuckled. " We're here, out, out."

Lance, Pidge, Matt and Hunk filed out, the dogs following. When they opened the doors to the studio, Shiro was squealing to Allura.

" Have our coaches gone crazy?" Lance smirked.

Pidge rolled thier eyes. " Shiro! What's up?" They called, walking to the coaches.

Lance could identify by Shiro's voice and expression, that he was really excited about something...

" Okay, so..." Shiro took a deep breath in. " MybrotherKeithiscomingbackintownandimsuperexcitedtoseehimtoday!"

Lance went into panic mode. " The all time amazing dancer Keith?!"

Keith seriously regretted telling Shiro anything. Now his older brother wont stop texting him.

Shiro ( 8:34 am )

are you on your way?

Shiro ( 8:36 am )

Keith, answer me.

Shiro ( 8:38 am )

I need you to get over here, Keith.

Shiro ( 8:40 am )

I want you to meet my friends!

And Keith was getting really tired of it.

Keith ( 8:41 am )

Shiro!

1) ye

2) i will and i am

3) okay okay jeez

4) u have frens?

5) CHILL THE FUK OUT

Shiro ( 8:41 am )

oh thank all the dancing gods-

you're alive! And yes, I have friends.

how close are you?

Keith looked up at the next stop- the one he was getting of at.

Keith ( 8:43 am )

I'm getting off the train rn. May b 10 m away.

Shiro ( 8:44 am )

10 METERS?!

Keith ( 8:44 am )

...nu. Old man, 10 minutes.

Shiro ( 8:45 am )

oh. Ok.

Keith locked his phone and put it in his pocket, stepping off the train. He headed to the place Shiro had told him to-

Altea Studio. Wow. The team that owns this place- pretty famous. Keith smiles, knowing his brother is co-coach and team member of this place.

But another thing- Keith's quite famous himself. He's been on TV, Newspaper and Magazine headlines, been a supermodel, medalist dancer, figure skater, hockey player, and other crap. He used to be even more famous when it was just him and Shiro. " The Wonder Brothers" people had called them. They were both naturally the best at dancing. But Shiro left for a girl and team. Thing is- Keith doesn't really get girls, or teamwork. But, Keith decided he could try to be nicer to Shiro than before...

Keith shakes his head at his own thoughts, and takes out his phone.

Keith ( 8:56 am )

Knock knock, bro. ;)

Keith smirks, and crossed his arms while Shiro bounds out of the studio and tackles Keith in a bear hug.

" Keith! You actually- I mean- I thought... i thought you were just playing a mean prank!" Shiro laughed and ran his robotic hand through his hair.

" Um, nope." Keith chuckled lightly.

A dark skinned lady with completely white hair ran out of the building. " Shiro why- oh! Why, Hello! I'm Allura. You must be Keith."

Keith picked up her English accent. " Uh-"

He was cut off by an eccentric 13 year old with sparkling green eyes and wild caramel hair, who hugged him tight.

" Of course he's Keith!" Pidge's voice was shaky, due to the crying from them. " Oh my gosh I haven't seen you in years!"

Technically, this was true. It had been 3 years since Keith had left for LA. But he'd notice Pidge anywhere.

" I missed you too, Katie." Keith smiled down at them.

" I told you not to call me that." Pidge's face scrunched up, and she backed away.

" Yeah, but Keith is too cool to follow your rules, isn't that right?" Matt"s voice hit Keith like a tidal wave. Keith literally lunged at Matt, hugging him.

" Way too cool." Keith smiled.

Shiro spoke finally. " Come on Keith, i think you'll like the inside."

And, man, Keith did. The place was HUGE! Keith counted 4 floors, all with different things to do. On the 2nd floor, Keith noticed two people on the ice rink. Keith had'nt seen any people in the studio besides them, so...

" Hey, um, who are they?" Keith asked.

Pidge scowled. " There's that idiot." They walked over to the people, Shiro, Matt and Keith following. Now that they were closer up, Keith could actually tell what the people looked like. One a big guy, who Keith noticed as Hunk Garrett from the Voltron team. The other guy Keith noticed too. His name was... Lain. Lona. LANCE! Lance McClain. He was lanky ( 90% legs, Keith swears ), lean, and seemed to have that " drama queen " vibe. Lance rolled his eyes at least twenty times while Pidge was speaking, skating effortless yet perfect circles around Pidge.

What caught Keith's attention though, is what Lance was wearing. Long sleeves, cat socks, and short-shorts. Keith felt his neck heating up, and looked down.

Pidge, Hunk and Lance came to some sort of agreement, and Pidge looked over at Keith, about to say something when barking came behind them.

A small grey yorkie jumped up into Keith's arm, licking his face. Keith smiled down at the animal. " Rover! Hey buddy!"

Pidge smiled as well. " So you remember him?"

" Of course! This little rascal crash one of my big shows!" Keith scratched behind Rover's ears.

Another barking figure ran past Keith so quick, Keith almost fell.

A tall golden colored dog leaped onto the ice, impressivley keeping it's balance as it slid to Lance.

" And that would be Quiznak. Almost as annoying as Lance over there." Shiro said.

Hunk, Pidge and Lance stepped off the ice, Quiznak following. " What kinda name is Quiznak?" Keith asked.

" A very unique and fantastic name, mind you." Lance put his hands on his hips.

" You keep telling yourself that." Keith rolled his eyes, smiling ever the slightest.

" I will, thanks."

" Mmhm, sure."

" I am offended, sir."

" Good for you."

Lance finally gave up with an " ugh ". Pidge rolled their eyes. " Keith, this is Hunk."

Hunk shook Keith's hand. " Hi, I'm Hunk."

Keith nodded. " Keith. Nice to meet you."

" Oh," Hunk chuckled. " you have no idea. 'Nice' doesn't even begin to explain how... wow it is to meet you. Dude, you're so famous."

Keith smirked. " You guys are too. It's really cool to actually stand in here."

" Pretty awesome, huh?" Lance intervened. " I'm-"

Keith cut him off, immeadatley frowning. " Oh, i know who you are. You're the annoying one."

Lance put a hand to his chest, pretending to be hurt. " Um, i dont think my name is ' the annoying one', sir."

" Lance McClain. The annoying one." Keith rolled his eyes. He was actually trying really, really hard not to blush. Why did the shorts have to be so short?!

Lance was trying really, really hard not to blush. Keith was wearing a red crop top, A CROP TOP! Lance tried to stare at something other than Keiths abs, but... his face wasn't much help to get away from the blushing either.

Yes, Lance knows who this is. Why wouldn't he? This is Keith Kogane, once was infamous younger brother of The Dance Bro's, currently SUPERSTAR, COUNTRY FAMOUS, AMAZAWESOME DANCER, and Lance's main idol. And maybe a crush... naaah.

But seriously, Lance looked up to this guy so much. He could dance, REALLY well. Like SOOOOO much better than Lance's dance team. No offense.

" Exsqueeze me?! I happen to be loved, all around the world." Lance smirked, flipping his head away.

" Like I'm gonna believe that." Keith crossed his arms.

" Well, believe it Mr.!" Lance whipped around, glaring.

Keith rolled his eyes. " I refuse."

" Ugh! I don't know who you think you are-" Lance ended up marching right in Keith's face.

" Better than you, obviously." Keith smiled, whispering.

" Oh, i am so much better." Lance whispered right back.

The Mullet turned around on his heel, and walked, stepping in the elevator. "I don't think so, skater boy." The doors shut, leaving Lance being stared down by Pidge, Matt, Hunk and Shiro.

Lance thought to himself. Aaah. Shit.